Chapter 155 Bige

If the players hadn't made a fuss, and only a few were complaining, Pei Qian could have pretended not to hear and done nothing.

But if this trend continued, if Pei Qian didn't make some kind of statement, the players definitely wouldn't let it go.

If the players got angry and made *Ghost General* a trending topic…

That would be a problem!

Because the system had a rule that no one could suspect the system itself or challenge its existence. That meant Pei Qian could secretly do things that weren't quite normal, but he couldn't be suspected on a large scale, widely!

A game as profitable as *Ghost General* not having a new version was not normal.

If no one paid much attention, it would be fine.

But if it blew up and attracted widespread attention and suspicion from inside and outside the industry, it could trigger a violation.

Pei Qian didn't need to take that risk.

So he thought about it. Once *Game Producer* was finished, he could consider making a new version of *Ghost General*.

Anyway, he could buy a few card illustrations, casually buy some new feature templates, set a low price, and muddle through.

He'd worry about the next settlement cycle when it came.

He'd just have to think of new ways to lose money then!

As he was thinking, he arrived at Lazy Workplace Internet Cafe.

Outside the door, several decorators were installing the facade.

Above the main entrance was a glass curtain wall with a huge, irregular logo:

In the center was a somewhat idiotic salted fish, like the one in the memes, but stylized, in a very flirtatious pose, with a hint of turning into a dragon at the tail;

Above the salted fish was an abstract letter "m," which looked like a rather abstract hand scratching it, or a crown on its head;

Behind the logo was a capital letter "y," supporting the entire structure.

Pei Qian carefully examined the logo.

Hmm, dashing with a touch of silliness, and the silliness revealed a hint of freehand…

The entire facade had only this big logo, no Chinese or English.

Pei Qian guessed that it was probably Ma Yang's handiwork.

He must have asked someone to design and order this logo, and given them some unreliable art requirements.

The facade had no words, which suited Pei Qian's idea.

He wanted people to feel a sense of awe and not know what it was!

Pei Qian walked into the Internet cafe and looked around.

The interior was finished, and two cleaners were cleaning.

The tables and chairs were all in place, and various boxes were piled up in the Internet cafe area. Zhang Yuan was buried in assembling computers, with two young men helping him. They were probably newly hired employees.

"So, Brother Qian, are you satisfied?"

Ma Yang greeted him with a proud look.

Pei Qian nodded, "Yeah, it's pretty good."

"Do you have any instructions? What do you think of the bar position? How's the table layout? And what kind of books should we put on this bookshelf?"

Ma Yang ran around, three parts inquiry, seven parts showing off.

Showing off that he had completed the task perfectly!

Pei Qian looked around carefully. It was basically decorated according to his requirements, even slightly better than he had imagined!

In the cafe area, or the bar area, there was a bar near the computers where you could order various drinks, and on the other side, there was a small stage area with microphones for singing.

The corners of the walls were all bookshelves, which looked very artistic.

Seeing the bookshelves, Pei Qian felt the need to say something.

The bookshelves were still empty, and Ma Yang hadn't decided what kind of books to buy.

The options included comics, bestsellers, classic novels, and so on.

Pei Qian looked at the rows of bookshelves, estimating that they would hold several thousand books.

If it were a Japanese-style Internet cafe, it would definitely be full of comic books.

At the very least, it would be filled with popular online novels.

But Pei Qian definitely wouldn't do that.

If he filled it with comic books and attracted a lot of otaku tycoons, what would he do!

As the saying goes, a fatty's wall is worth an apartment in the capital, and these people have considerable spending power!

Comics and figurines were definitely out.

Pei Qian coughed and pointed to the bookshelves. "Old Ma, you have to remember. We're not looking at books, we're looking at…"

Ma Yang chimed in, "Loneliness?"

"What loneliness? We're looking at class! It's all about class!" Pei Qian was speechless.

"Oh, oh, class." Ma Yang nodded repeatedly.

"Comics, novels, what's the point? How vulgar!"

"Get me some high-class books."

Pei Qian gave directions.

"Brother Qian, can you give me some titles so I can buy them?" Ma Yang said.

Pei Qian nodded, "Okay, let me think."

"*A Short History of Ukrainian Tractors*, *Tractor Driver's Reader*, *I Build Iron Oxen for the Motherland*, *The Story of the Tractor Station Director and Chief Agronomist*, *Using and Maintaining Hand-held Tractors*…"

Ma Yang was stunned.

"Brother Qian, what… why so many tractors?"

Pei Qian said seriously, "This is also a kind of class! The greatest vulgarity is the greatest elegance, understand?"

"Ah, forget it, it's a bit difficult for you to understand this. Just go online and search for 'pretentious books for literary youths,' and buy whatever titles you don't understand!"

"Or find a used bookstore and buy old, worn books. The older, the better!"

"Oh, oh, no problem." Ma Yang nodded vigorously.

The two then went to the back kitchen.

The chef hadn't been decided yet, but several chefs had already applied. After all, the salary and conditions were good, and it seemed like the workload wouldn't be too heavy.

"The chef must be like I said before, no Japanese or French cuisine. I want a chef who's good at home-style cooking, got it?"

Pei Qian was still a little worried and reminded him again.

Ma Yang patted his chest. "You can rest assured with me!"

Pei Qian nodded, "Indeed!"

After a tour, Pei Qian was very satisfied.

Bright and beautiful, it looked like it would lose money!

Pei Qian looked at Ma Yang and said with sincere emotion, "Old Ma, I really don't know what I would do without you!"

Ma Yang's long face bloomed into a flower. "Hey, don't say that. I'm not that great! I'll get conceited if you praise me like that, Brother Qian!"

"It's okay, be as conceited as you want. Being low-key isn't your style."

Pei Qian returned to the Internet cafe area.

Zhang Yuan was installing the computers quickly, but he had only finished a small portion so far.

Pei Qian found a machine that was already turned on.

It felt great!

The desk was big enough, the gaming chair was very comfortable, and the keyboard and mouse weren't cheap, with a very good feel.

There was no way around it, this was a side effect of spending more money.

"Remember, keep a small pack of high-end wet wipes on each table so that customers can wipe their hands and faces before using the machine, and also wipe the keyboard and mouse. Don't get the keyboard, mouse, and headphones dirty."

"Of course, if they get dirty, there's nothing we can do but replace them." Pei Qian looked helpless.

Ma Yang hesitated slightly, "Will it work, Brother Qian? Can they develop the habit of wiping their hands before using the machine?"

Pei Qian thought about it, and it seemed so. Expecting all customers to consciously take out wet wipes and wipe their hands?

That was a bit unrealistic.

"Then how about this? When someone comes to use the machine, have the waiter offer a clean hand towel, just like in some high-end restaurants."

"Clean and sterilize these towels uniformly at high temperatures and find someone to be in charge of it!"

Ma Yang's eyes widened. "Isn't that… too luxurious?"

Pei Qian shook his head. "What do you think this place is? A high-end integrated entertainment center! Our customers are all high-quality people, so we must provide high-quality service, understand?"

Pei Qian remembered something else and continued, "Also, this Internet cafe is completely non-smoking, nowhere to smoke! If you want to smoke, go outside."

"Ah?"

Ma Yang had planned to divide the Internet cafe into non-smoking and smoking areas, just like other Internet cafes, and was about to purchase signs.

But Pei Qian wouldn't allow it.

"But…"

Pei Qian shook his head first. "No buts. We can't make such a good environment smoky. Also, get a new air circulation system. We need to strengthen air circulation in such a densely populated area."